Date: Thu, 18 Mar 1999 00:27:01 -0500
From: Jamie Anderson <JamieAnderson@compuserve.com>
Subject: Getting a life Part - 5

This is the usual nerdy disclaimer that is never read by most people who are
in too much of a hurry to get to the juicy bits.

OK so here we go. Welcome to fantasy island. From here on in everyone and
everything is fiction. None of the characters are based on anyone living or
dead. So don't bother Emailing me asking for their addresses.

This story contains explicitly detailed sexual act between males, all of
which, I can assure you, are physically possible.

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Author's Note.

This story has two main characters, Tim and Mark. Each, in turn, gets to tell
his side of the story. You, the reader, may choose to read either or both
parts, or press your browser's back button and read neither.

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Getting a Life - Part 5 Tim's tale

Mark picked out the clothes that I was to wear to the party and we both got
dressed. He phoned for a taxi and we were soon on our way.

Phillip has a massive house out in the country - being a TV presenter must
pay well - and the party was in full swing when we arrived. Phillip met us at
the door, got us drinks and introduced us to his lover, Tom. I was a bit
surprised to find he was an older man.

Later, I commented on it to Mark and he told me the strange story. Phillip's
parents had been divorced when he was quite a young lad. He had tried,
unsuccessfully, to live with each of them and had ended up staying with a
bachelor uncle. According to Mark, Phillip seduced his uncle when he was
only 12 years old and they have been lovers ever since. This shook me a bit.

I was taken round and introduced to everyone. A lot of the guests were in
the TV business. Not all of them were performers; there was a lot of back
stage people too. Mark also introduced me to a black guy called Kevin, and
Kevin took me off to the dance floor while Mark was chatting to another friend.

I have never really been into dancing, and certainly not with another male.
However the music was slow and Kevin was nice and soft and cuddly, so it
was very pleasant. Presently I noticed that one part of him was not the
slightest bit soft. Kevin had the hots for me.

Phillip broke in and began dancing with me. He is really an octopus! As fast
as I got one hand off my crotch, there was another sliding down the back of
my pants, and on the inside I might add! It was also made most painfully
obvious that he fancied me too.

Mark eventually came to my rescue and dancing with him was Heaven. He
sort of wrapped himself round me, put his hands on my buns and then began
kissing me. It was absolutely wonderful, I could have screamed when his
ruddy mobile phone rang!

We left the dance floor and he muttered into it for a while, ending with the
comment, "I'll be right there."

"OK something has come up and I have got to deal with it now," he said
looking pissed off. Then he grabbed Kevin as he wandered in from the hall.

"OK Kevin, I want you to look after Tim. This is his first gay party, I've got to
leave for about an hour or so and I don't want to come back and find he's
been gang banged," he said, as he more or less thrust me into Kevin's arms
and rushed off.

So it was back onto the dance floor with cuddly Kev. While he was not as
nice as Mark, at least I didn't have to keep pulling his hands out of places
they shouldn't be.

"Fancy going upstairs for a while," said Kevin casually.

"What's up there?" I asked.

"You'll see when you get there," he said grinning.

It is difficult adequately to describe the scene in the room upstairs. First,
the lighting was much lower than the other rooms. Second, as far as I could
see the floor was covered in mattresses. They, in turn, were covered with
naked male bodies, all having sex. In fact, some of them were having sex
with more than one person!

For example, directly in front of me was a guy lying on his back on the
mattress, above him on his hands and knees was another guy and they were
sucking each other's cocks, while the guy on top was being fucked doggy
style by a third guy.

Kevin led me over to an empty spot and gently began to undress me.

"I don't think that I should be doing this," I whispered.

"Trust me. You'll love it," he whispered back.

Despite my continual protests, he just kept at it, reassuring me from time to
time that it was OK and that I should trust him. Soon we were both naked and I
found myself lying on top of him, face to face.

I could feel his hard cock digging into my belly but the rest of him was still
as soft and cuddly as he had been downstairs. We began kissing and before long
his tongue was in my mouth. Then his hands were on my buns and a finger slipped
in.

"No!" I whispered, after I got my mouth free of his. Instantly he withdrew and
put both hands on my shoulders.

"Mark sure has been having his fun up there," he whispered before he went
back to kissing me.

Actually I was now quite enjoying kissing and cuddling Kevin. Under me he
started wriggling around which was quite nice. Our legs became entwined
and suddenly he stiffened.

Two hands were on my buns pulling them apart and without any warning a
cock slid into me. I immediately tried to get away but Kevin had me firmly
grasped to his chest and his legs were locking mine, holding them wide
apart to give the intruder better access. I was being raped!

Even though it was useless, I kept on struggling. The guy inside me was at
least as big as Mark and he was in no rush to get things over with. I might be
getting raped but he was taking his time and obviously prolonging his
pleasure.

"That's right, wriggle about a bit and make it more fun." Kevin whispered in
my ear.

God, even my struggles to defend myself were only making things better for
him. Eventually I became exhausted as Kevin's grip and the guy's weight on
me wore me out. Now I was lying at peace on Kevin's soft body and the
sensation of the cock moving slowly inside me began to turn me on. Shit!
Not only was the bastard raping me, he was making me enjoy it.

My traitorous body now took over from my mind and my hips began moving,
meeting the long slow thrusts from above.

"There you are, I told you you'd love it," whispered Kevin, relaxing his grip
on me.

The guy who was fucking me also noticed the change. This must have been
what he was waiting for because he began to fuck me harder and deeper.
Then I felt his unwanted seed being forced into me. This, I thought, would be
my final degradation.

I felt Kevin get a grip on me as the wilting cock was withdrawn. I was just
lying there sobbing quietly when there was a flurry of movement and I
discovered that my rapist was now under me and holding me down for Kevin
to do a repeat performance!

Kevin wasted no time I felt the head of his cock enter me then he began to
force his way in. My ass was so slack from the last cock that I could offer no
resistance. God he had a thick cock. I could feel my ring being stretched
wider than Mark's cock had ever stretched it. Thank goodness he was not
as long as Mark or I would have been in real trouble.

Kevin had an entirely different approach to fucking, and that was what gave
the game away. He fucked furiously and, after a while, he took you with him.
Totally unlike Mark, or for that matter, my rapist.

I ran my hands across the chest beneath me, it was hairy. The legs that
trapped mine were also hairy and very muscular. Sudenly the little light
bulb lit inside my head.

"You are a total bastard, Mark!" I whispered in my rapist's ear.

"Oh come on Tim, you were really enjoying it towards the end," he snickered in
my ear.

Our little tete-a-tete was rudely interrupted as Kevin's furious thrusting
began to make talking impossible for me. I began to co-operate with him and
soon was enjoying the feeling of him filling me with even more cum.

Kevin did not withdraw with quite the same unseemly haste that Mark had
done. But when he did, I was suddenly thrust off Mark and there was another
minor commotion as Mark began to wrestle with Kevin. This time there was
actually quite a fight and it wasn't too clear who was winning.

Eventually in the gloom I could see Kevin's large black buns were on the top
and he was being firmly held there by Mark.

"Rim him," said a slightly out of breath Mark.

Obedient as ever I pulled the buns apart and plunged my face into the
musky darkness between them. Kevin must have been fucked a lot as my
tongue entered him with far greater ease than it did with Mark. He seemed
to like more or less the same tongue action that Mark did and was soon
moaning and writhing for me.

"Now you fuck him," said Mark.

"What?" I asked as I came up for air.

"You fuck him. He's a lovely fuck. Them big buns of his are like jelly on
springs, an' he can take you on spit," said Mark.

Well, my cock was rigid. I had been fucked twice and just rimmed a guy, so I
was hot. I got into position, spat on my hand, used it to slick up my cock and
slipped it between the soft buns of Kevin. He actually helped by moving his
bum so that my cock was dead on target. Then experimentally I pushed
forwards.

My cock slid easily through his wet ring and for the very first time ever I
knew what it was like to take a man. From the beginning, his ass was
moving, making churning motions encouraging me to fuck him. Mark was
quite right, those big soft buns were fantastic. The feeling of sliding my cock
in and out of him was incredible. I could feel myself getting a taste for this. I
tried to make it last, but it was no good, I was all too soon reaching the point
of no return.

Kevin noticed this and became still. I pounded into him and finally sent my
seed rushing in to fill his guts. I was no longer a virgin and it felt great!
I also felt some perverse pleasure that the guy I was in was being held there
for me to use.

I would have liked to stay in Kevin's ass longer but, as soon as Mark freed
him he shucked me off and grabbed me. With very little effort he
manhandled me into the position he desired, sitting on his face. Then he
began to rim me! Good God his tongue was as far up my ass as it could go
and he was lapping out the spent cum. Naturally I tried to stop him but
underneath that layer of fat he had a lot of muscle.

"Relax and enjoy it," said Mark, watching my struggles with some
amusement.

"But it is dirty!" I gasped, as the tongue continued its work inside me.

"Sex is dirty. Why worry about it, just concentrate on how it feels," Mark
advised me. "Besides Kevin always was a mucky bugger."

So I did as I was told and concentrated. Hell, it was a weird feeling, but nice,
and he kept it up for ages. By the time he was finished I had a raging hard on
again and he soon had that in his mouth. I felt him slide a finger into me and
hit my hot spot. Then Mark grabbed my head and did the tongue in ear trick.
I never had a chance, but apparently the noise I made almost brought the
orgy to a stop.

By some sort of unsaid, but mutual, agreement we took a break. I ended up
between the other two and we began doing some petting, cuddling and
kissing. In between this, I began to take an interest in what everyone else
was doing in the room, as my eyes were now used to the low lighting.

Now, the most noise was being made by one guy. Hardly surprising really.
Two others were holding him down, one had his arms and the other his legs,
while a third was alternately sucking his cock and jacking him off. The
reason for all the noise was, they would not let him cum. So for 20 minutes
he begged and pleaded. When he did eventually reach an orgasm the rest of
us gave him a round of applause.

Another pair were at it and were using the wall nearest us for support. Like
Mark and me, they were an unevenly matched couple. The larger one was
fucking the smaller one. He was standing up, face to face with the smaller
one. The smaller one had his arms round his partner's neck and legs round
his waist. The larger one was providing support with his hands under the
smaller one's buns. Judging by the noises the smaller one was making, it
was a fun way to do it.

It seemed that if you lay down on your face with your legs apart, it was a
signal that you wanted fucking. I also saw one guy who was not fast enough
to roll over when the guy who had been fucking him finished and someone
else jumped him. As I watched, the second one finished and a third took his
place. I pointed it out to Mark.

"Yup, he is getting gang banged. If he doesn't stop them soon, he'll be too
tired to fend them off. Then he is open house to anyone who feels like
fucking him. And they remember, so if you get gang banged and ever turn up
at another orgy they get you again. You can turn into a right slut that way,"
he said, and it made shivers run up and down my spine.

Presently Mark seemed to get his second wind. "Get on your hands and
knees," he said to me. When I was in the required position he calmly said to
Kevin, "OK Kev, get that black pudding of yours up him and I'll show you one
of his tricks."

Kevin wasted no time in getting himself inside me. He was still a bit too thick
for comfort but I could cope. Well, let's say I was coping until Mark said, "Right
Kev, hold on tight." Which Kevin did, then Mark reached under my chest and
began to squeeze my nipples.

I didn't even try to fight it, I just let go and it all began to happen. I was
writhing and moaning, Kevin was ploughing into me like a steam piston and
Mark was once more using my tits to drive me insane. Kevin was not quite
as horny as he had been the first time because he kept fucking me for ages.
It was a strange feeling, being out of your mind and giving into lust totally
with two guys keeping you there for as long as they liked.

Eventually he came and if his grunts of satisfaction were anything to go by
he shot seven times. Mark stopped playing with my, now sore, tits and Kevin
withdrew. This allowed me to regain some control over my own body. Not
complete control,when  because Kevin came round in front of me and held his
dripping cock in front of my face, offering it to me, I opened my mouth to
receive it. Somehow he had not shot his entire load and I got a taste of his
cum.

It also gave me something to suck on as Mark was now sliding that pole of
his back up my well used ass. I began to understand Mark's description of
what happens to a guy when he gets gang banged. First you just sort of lose
the will to fight them off, then you begin to like the feeling of one cock
sliding out and another sliding in.

So I just let Mark take me along with him. Kevin's soft cock was being slid in
and out of my mouth with Mark's thrusts. My nose was being pushed into the
tight, black hairs of Kevin's bush and his balls were banging against my chin.
After Kevin's somewhat frenzied fuck, Mark's was a rather mellow affair. My
total submission to his desires seemed to excite Mark. Because soon he
was adding his load to Kevin's.

They changed ends and sat me on Kevin's face again. Mark offered me his
cock and without any hesitation I took it in my mouth, the thought of where
it had just been and what Kevin was doing to me, no longer worried me. In
fact it felt great. After a while Mark took his cock out of my mouth, then got
down and sucked me off. I was a pushover, my training was progressing at a
very fast rate.

We rested for some time, then Mark suggested we get dressed and rejoin
the party. Thank goodness I am a neat person and had managed to get all
my clothes in one pile. It took Mark ages to find all his things. As we left, I
noticed the guy who had been being gang banged was still at it. In fact there
were a couple of guys waiting in line for their turn to screw him. He had no
fight left in him at all, soon he'd be enjoying it and I now knew what his
addiction would feel like.

Kevin elected to stay and moved over to join the line waiting to gang bang
the guy. Silently I wondered if he would get his cock up him or his tongue.

We rejoined the party and went to get fresh drinks. Our host was telling one
of his jokes, unfortunately we just arrived as he told the punch line. "And it
was only then, my dears, that I discovered that in the dark I had mistakenly
picked up a jar of Vick's Vapour Rub!" he was saying. It must have been a
funny one because everyone howled with laughter.

Phillip then went into a mock tirade at Mark for daring to take me upstairs
without telling him about it. He finished with the line, "Well, we'll be having
another party next month so you are both invited."

"You never give up, do you?" Mark said, grinning.

"Not as long as there is breath in my body. Come Tim, at least I can have one
more dance with you." He said leading me off. This time I just let his hands
wander. When he reached my ring, a very short time later, he gasped.

"How many times did they have you, my dear?" he asked.

"Four, twice each. They held me down the first two times," I replied, too
weary to even be offended.

"My, my and they are big lads."

"Last week at this time I was still a virgin," I confessed. That stopped him
dead in his tracks.

"Goodness, Mark is a fast worker. But what has Kevin got that I haven't?"
he asked.

"I don't know. Mark decides who can have me and who can't," I explained.

"Ah, you're submissive?" he inquired.

"Totally it seems. I just do what he tells me. What I can't understand is, why
do I enjoy it so much?" I asked.

"Darling, if you are submissive and you have found a big hunk like Mark to
dominate you, what are you complaining about? Besides without him, men
would just take advantage of you and you might end up as a slut. I always
wanted Tom to dominate me when we were first together. But he is far too
nice and gentle a chap," he said.

"Were you really only twelve?" I asked, before I thought about it.

Phillip nodded. "I put Tom through Hell for the next nine years until I was
legally of age. If we had been caught no one would ever have believed that a
twelve-year-old kid could seduce a grown man. I could twist him round my
little finger. One wiggle of my cute little ass and he was mine. Fortunately I
had enough sense to be discreet and keep my trap shut. Still, he was a very
happy man at my twenty-first birthday party."

During all this conversation, he had had his hand down the back of my pants
and had been finger fucking me. I discovered that if you didn't fight him off,
he got where he wanted and was content. Well, there was no fight left in me.

I asked him about his professional life and he seemed quite happy to talk.

"Children? I cannot stand the little buggers. I am an actor when all is said
and done. So I put on the character of Sandy when I go to work and I take it
back off again when I leave," He told me.

"How long have you and Tom been together?" I asked.

"Oh. Trying to find out how old I am, are you?" he parried.

I could only blush.

"Well, let us say a bit over twenty-five years," he said.

"I didn't realise that gay guys went in for long relationships," I said.

"Oh yes. Some pairs have been together a lot longer that Tom and I. Will you
invite us to Mark's and your twenty-fifth anniversary?" he asked.

"I don't even know if he loves me," I confessed, burying my face in his chest.

"Of course he loves you, you silly boy. He is totally mad about you. But he
has a slight problem. I heard tell that he fell in love once before and got
badly hurt. So be patient and he'll come round to accepting it in his own
time," he advised.

We chatted a little longer then he slid his hand out and took me back to my
lover, who was just finishing a call on that ruddy mobile phone of his.

"Hey, we better be getting home, I have just got a job for tomorrow. You can
come along and give me a hand if you like," he said to me, then turning to
Phillip, "You could at least have tucked his shirt back in when you were
finished." And with that he was back on his phone ordering a taxi.

"What is it that you actually do?" I asked, as we sat in the back of the taxi
having a discree cuddle.

"I save people's asses by getting their electrical work done on time. For
example tomorrow I have an office building to wire up with an Ethernet
cable, because some wanker signed a contract promising it would be ready
and working by Monday, then sent all the material out but forgot to send
anyone to install it," he said.

"What's an Ethernet cable?" I asked.

"I'll show you tomorrow. Ever help run out cables?" he asked.

I shook my head.

"It's dead easy, I can teach you in a few minutes."

We got home and Mark was horny again. So we were set up for a rerun of
watching a porn tape again. When I was sitting on his cock, he started
the tape. This position was rapidly becoming a favourite with us.

The title began to form on the screen. "The chocolate lover's dream, or
nightmare?" it read.

A bar scene became visible and the title faded. A young guy, I'd say in his
early twenties, white, slim with mousy hair, was obviously drooling over a
rather hunky black guy of about the same age. Although the black guy was
quite aware of the attention he was receiving, he was playing it cool and
ignoring it. So the white guy made the first move.

"Can I buy you a beer?" he asked.

The black guy nodded, and the white guy ordered him a beer.

"Hi, I'm Ryan, what's your name?" the white guy asked.

"Joe," came back the monosyllabic reply.

So it went on. Ryan did his best to start a conversation, Joe stopped it dead
every time. Just when Ryan's interest seemed about to wane, Joe managed
to string enough words together to form a sentence.

"So, you are into black meat?" he asked.

Ryan nodded eagerly.

"Tell me about it. What do you want to do?" Joe growled.

"In detail?" Ryan asked, slightly shocked.

Joe just nodded and sipped his beer.

"In here?" asked Ryan.

"Yup. We might as well know what you want so I don't make any mistakes
later," Joe said again sipping his drink.

"I, I, I want to suck your cock," stuttered Ryan.

"My black cock?" hinted Joe.

Ryan nodded.

"Well, tell me about it," said Joe.

"I want to suck your black cock," said Ryan, eventually seeing the light.

"Go on," said Joe.

"And I want you to hold my head fast when you cum so I've got to swallow
it," said Ryan going red in the face.

"Better." Said Joe encouragingly.

"I want you to fuck me. I want you to shove your black cock up my ass and
leave your cum inside me," said Ryan.

"Got a car?"

Ryan nodded.

"OK let's go and see what I can do for you. We'll go to my place," said Joe,
standing and finishing his drink. Inside my guts Mark's cock moved and I
realised that Ryan had made a serious mistake.

The scene cross faded to one inside a car. Ryan was driving and Joe sprawled on
the passenger seat beside him. Ryan's hand headed for Joe's crotch but a
black hand shot out and caught the white one by the wrist and returned it to
the steering wheel.

"Don't worry kid, there is enough black meat to keep you happy," he said,
then began giving directions to their destination.

The scene cross faded again and we watched Joe open an apartment door
and usher Ryan in. The camera followed and showed Joe's hand as it locked
the door from the inside and removed the key.

From the short hall, Joe led the way into a living room. Inside there were five
black guys ranging in age from about sixteen to forty-five. They were sitting
at a table drinking beer and playing cards. They all looked up as the pair
entered and obviously lost all interest in the card game.

"Guys this is Ryan. He tells me that he likes black meat. He wants to suck
your cocks. He wants you to make sure that you cum in his mouth and ass.
Isn't that right Ryan?" Joe said.

Ryan said nothing but turned to go back out the door.

"Forget it. The door is locked," said Joe.

Ryan turned back looking visibly shaken.

"Look, it is what you wanted; black meat, lots of it. With the six of us. we can
fuck you all night. You like black meat, we like nice co-operative white
boys," said Joe, going for Ryan's belt buckle.

Ryan did struggle but two of the larger ones joined in, rather lazily pulled him
to the floor and stripped him, leaving him only wearing his socks. A footstool
was produced and he was quickly bent over it.

Held firmly in place, his ass cheeks were spread and Joe quickly lubricated
him for his ordeal. One of the older guys took up position behind Ryan,
unzipped his fly, pulled out a reasonably sized black cock and directly
entered the defenceless Ryan.

Ryan gasped but obviously had more sense than to try to resist. As the black
guy got into his stride, one of the others knelt before Ryan's face, unzipped
his fly and produced a lot larger black cock. He motioned to Ryan who
opened his mouth and accepted it.

Again I realised that I was moving on Mark's cock. I was so engrossed in the
scene before my eyes that I was fucking myself again. All through the scene
the black guys were making derogatory and frankly racist comments that I
have no intention of repeating here. Suffice to say, they considered Ryan to
be less than white trash.

The guy who was fucking ass came first. He got a firm grip of Ryan's hips,
gave out a series of grunts and began pumping cum. The camera homed in
on his cock as he withdrew it and you could see it was dripping with cum.

Another guy took his place and, as he produced his cock, it became obvious
that they had started with the smallest one. By now Ryan was not being held
down. But his head was being held firmly as the cock in his mouth began
shooting cum. The camera concentrated on his bobbing Adam's apple as he
swallowed then returned to his ass to watch the second cock make its
entrance.

Ryan uttered a moan but soon his mouth was too full with more of his
beloved black meat for him to talk. Three more black cocks took him from
the rear and I was thinking that it was all becoming boring when the
youngest black guy got ready for his turn. Unlike his friends, who had only
pulled out their cocks to fuck Ryan, he began to strip off.

This he did in full view of Ryan. His friends were giggling and snickering as
they watched Ryan's face. The kid was one of those skinny teenagers who
looks as if he might blow away in a high wind. But when he pulled down his
pants, giving away the secret that he didn't use underwear, a cock flopped
out that would not have looked out of place on a giant.

I gasped and Mark said, "Yes, I often wonder how he gets a stiffy without
passing out from loss of blood."

In the video someone handed the kid the tube of lubricant. Slowly he
lubricated himself and worked that cock up into an erection before Ryan's
petrified gaze. Ryan didn't even seem to be aware that the cock in his mouth
was shooting, he just swallowed by reflex action.

Now Ryan was being held down most firmly. One guy on each limb and the
fifth lying across his back. The screen split in two, one half showing Ryan's
face and the second showing a vertical shot of his ass. I watched as the tip
of the black monster entered the frame and slid between the white
buttocks. The camera backed off a bit and you could see the kid had both of
his hands round the shaft, guiding it, and there were several inches of cock
protruding beyond his hands.

Ryan let out a sort of hopeless plea as the head entered him. Joe made
reassuring noises and the cock slid deeper and deeper. To give the kid his
due he was very controlled about it. No shoving or jabbing. Just a steady
penetration. The first frame was filled with Ryan's disbelieving face. You
could see a sort of desperation in it as he tried his best to relax and co-
operate with his invader.

About a quarter of the way in, the kid began to fuck Ryan. A nice gentle backward
and forward rhythm. However both cameras revealed the fact that the
forward strokes were slightly longer than the backward ones. Gradually the
kid was getting all that black meat up Ryan's ass.

After what seemed an age his bush touched Ryan's buns and his friends let
out a cheer. Ryan hung his head in relief. The kid kept up the gentle fuck but
the strokes were now getting longer. Eventually he was sliding the entire
length of it in and out of the well fucked white ass. Ryan's face was a mirror
of what mine must have been like earlier, when Kevin was screwing me and
Mark was doing my tits, in other words he was totally out of it.

All this was having an effect on me, sitting on the lap of a hunky man
bouncing around on his rigid cock. On the screen, the five who were holding
Ryan began to release him, their restraints no longer needed. The split
screen faded and was replace by a moving shot as the camera started with
a view of the slim black buttocks that were pounding the monster cock in
and out of the white ass, then slowly completed a circle round the coupling
pair.

Gradually the black kid's orgasm approached. His strokes first speeded up
then, as the split screen returned, he began a frenzied end game, slamming
his black meat into his victim with all his might. Ryan's face was screwed up
in either ecstasy or agony. Ryan whimpered and the black kid yelled "Yeah!"
in unison each time a wad was shot.

The split screen ended and we watched the black guy slowly withdraw the
length of his pole from Ryan's ass. Then we were treated to a rear view of
Ryan, wearing only his socks, kneeling over the footstool.

As the camera slowly zoomed in on his vastly dilated ring, two black hands
began tying Ryan's wrists behind his back. When the camera finally came to
rest, we could see a trail of cum running out of the cavern of his ass and
slowly making its way down until it was finally dripping off his balls.

Suddenly Mark grabbed my hips and stopped me moving. There must be
more to come and he was obviously near the edge. The screen changed. The
camera showed Ryan bound and lying on a sofa, then it panned to the table
where the black guys were playing cards and drinking beer. Next we were
treated to a medley of shots, some of the card playing, most of Ryan getting
a black cock shoved in one end of him or the other. He was now acting like a
robot, servicing the black guys on demand.

Then the scene steadied, Ryan was on his knees on a tiled floor, obviously a
bathroom. Around him stood the six black guys. The camera homed in on
Ryan's face and recorded the expression as the first wad of cum hit him
between the eyes. At the same time Mark's iron grip on my hips was
released and I was free once more to move on his cock.

The first guy shooting acted as a trigger for the rest. The air was full of flying
cum and almost all of it was on target. Ryan's tongue was trying to lick it
into his mouth. Obligingly, one of the guys aimed directly at his mouth and
Ryan took it all.

There was a lull in the activity and the camera stayed on Ryan's cum-soaked
face. With only a grunt for a warning, the first amber stream hit Ryan on the
forehead. Then it moved slowly down his face washing the cum down it. By
the time it reached Ryan's open mouth, other streams were joining it and I
could feel my own insides being filled as my lover came. For the final shot
the camera moved down to Ryan's cock. Even although his hands were tied
behind his back his cock was jetting cum into the air.

So although Ryan had been subjected to all forms of humiliation by the six
black guys he was so turned on that he had a spontaneous orgasm! I was so
worked up by what I had seen that I was positively shaking with excitement.

Mark stopped the tape and turned off the TV. When I felt steady enough to
stand up, I quietly got off his cock, took his hand and led him to the
bathroom. There I got down in on the floor of the shower and looked up at
him. From that angle he looked even bigger. Those colossal thighs, his meat,
now limp, hanging between them. His muscular stomach and the line of hair
that connected his pubes to the hair on his wide chest. Then my gaze went
up to his face, he had a strange, satisfied smile on it.

Then he moved, and without saying a word he took up the traditional stance
all males take before relieving themselves. His feet moved slightly apart as
his hand wrapped itself round his cock, slightly retracting his foreskin. His
belly muscles tightened and a look of concentration went across his face as
he strained to get the flow started.

It hit me full in the face. I found it incredibly exciting to feel the warm
stream splashing off my body. It didn't taste very nice when he finally
directed it against my lips and I opened them. But the idea that I was
drinking my lover's piss was too much, my hand had little work to do before
it was my cum jetting up into the air just as the last spurts left that
wonderful cock of his and dribbled down my chest. He now had me
reinforcing myself with pleasure when I did one of his tricks.

We had a shower but there was more cuddling going on than washing. Then
he insisted on us going to bed as we had an early start in the morning. So for
the fourth time, I went to sleep wrapped in the arms of my lover.

To be continued.

******

Getting a Life - Part 5 Mark's tale

I picked out what Tim would be wearing to the party and soon he was
looking good enough to eat. We got a taxi to the party and found it already
going great guns.

Kevin was there and began making eyes at Tim so I gave him the OK to go
for a dance, and off they went. In no time at all, Kev was back saying that our
beloved host had cut in on him. I asked him if he wanted to slip Tim a length
and those big white teeth of his split his brown face in two. So I worked out
a plan which would be great fun for us, let Kevin have a bang at Tim's arse
and scare the Hell out of Tim in the process.

First I rescued Tim from Phillip, as Phillip has wandering hands and is quite
relentless. Tim looked relieved and we danced for a while. Then my mobile
went off. Kevin was having a giggle fit on the other end, but I managed to
keep a straight face.

We left the dance floor and "ran into" Kevin. I left Tim in Kevin's charge and
made as if I was exiting. After a suitable interval I slipped upstairs and into
the orgy room. I waited until I could see in the dim light and there they were,
naked, over in the corner. Lying just as I had instructed with Tim face down
on Kevin.

I quietly stripped off, grabbed some lube and greased my cock up
thoroughly. Then it was just a careful approach from the rear and I could
signal to Kevin. When I saw him grab Tim, I simply slid it in. Tim really did put
up a good fight.

Now I know it is perverse but there is a certain thrill about getting your cock
up someone who is trying to get away and I was enjoying it to the full with
nice, slow, easy strokes.

Eventually the poor dear tired and the fighting died down. Now I just had to
keep going until I took him along with me. After a while he began to move his
ass for me, he was beginning to enjoy being raped. Now he was with me I
could let him take me to my orgasm. As ever, he was a lovely ride.

As soon as I had shot my bolt I gave Kevin the nod again and, before Tim
could collect his wits, Kevin and I had changed ends.

Kevin was up him like a rat up a drain and Tim put up no fight. Not that you
need to with Kevin, he is a pretty good mover once he gets inside some guy.
I don't know what tipped Tim off but he suddenly realised who I was. He was
halfway through calling me seven different kinds of bastard when he was
interrupted by Kevin filling his arse for him. I've seen Kevin in action before
and I know it would be difficult to carry on a conversation while he was
dumping his load in you.

I patiently waited until Kevin pulled out. Then I grabbed him. I think he knew
what my game was but he still put up a good hard struggle. However he
ended up in the same position as Tim had been. Now we could see how good
Tim was at taking orders. I told him to rim Kevin.

He was in between Kevin's buns in a flash and Kevin was soon letting
everyone know that my boy was doing a good job on his ass.

Obviously Kevin was getting to like it too much so I told Tim to fuck him.
Kevin giggled in my ear as Tim made it obvious that he didn't believe his
luck. But he did as he was told and Kevin moved his ass for him. As it was
Tim's first time he didn't last very long.

Now Kevin has one filthy trick that he pulls. He likes to rim the ass of
someone who has just been fucked. Tim's ass, twice fucked, must have
been irresistible. Anyway he had the poor boy sat on his face and I could
hear him lapping away like crazy. Tim began to freak out but I told him to
enjoy it. I think Kevin was trying to lick the boy's tonsils from the back and,
after a while, Tim began to get pleasure from it.

When Kev was finished, I saw a brown finger slide into Tim and then Kevin
blew him. To help things along, I shoved my tongue in Tim's ear and he came
like a fountain. So by the time Old Kev had finished he had swallowed
everyone's cum.

We all stopped for a breather and Tim began to look round to see what the
other guys were up to. He seemed to be interested in one guy who was
getting gang banged. The one who had just fucked him obligingly held him
down while the next guy got it in. Tim seemed fascinated by this, so I
warned him of the dangers, but it just made him hornier.

I now decided to show off one of Tim's little tricks. I got him on his hands
and knees, let Kevin get in him then began to squeeze his tits. Kevin had an
exciting, if noisy fuck. When he was done I had sloppy seconds while that
dirty bugger Kev was making Tim clean off his cock. I must give Tim his due,
he did it without protest and even swallowed the whole thing. Tim was now
beyond any resistance and submitted to whatever was being done to him.
Now that always makes me horny! So when I was finished I let him suck
mine clean too while Kev was rimming the cum out of him again. Tim did
such a nice job that I blew him while Kev still had his tongue in.

It was now time to make an appearance downstairs so, after spending an
age finding my clothes and making Tim wait for me, we went downstairs.
Kevin made a beeline for the guy who was being gang banged. Knowing Kev,
he would patiently sit and wait until everyone was done with the poor
bugger, then he would spend an age rimming him out before fucking the
arse off him. If anyone was waiting to fuck the poor bastard, Kevin would go
round again.

Phillip had a little rant at me for sneaking Tim upstairs without telling him,
then took Tim off for a dance. My mobile rang, this time for real. If I wanted it,
I could have a job for tomorrow. Just running an Ethernet cable through an
office. Someone had made a real boo-boo.

Honestly some contractors are idiots. How could you deliver all the
materials for a job and forget to send a crew out? Anyway the upshot of it all
was, the contract stated that the system would be up and running at 09:00
Monday morning.

The contractor apparently had made more than one fuck up and his
reputation was now on the line so he was willing to pay a small fortune for
about 30 man hours of work. As only one person need to be skilled, I decided
to drag Tim along. Might as well keep the money in the family, as they say.

I was just finishing when Phillip brought Tim back. As the tail of Tim's shirt
was hanging out of his trousers, I could guess where Phillip's fingers had
been and made a sarky comment about it.

I told Tim my plans for the next day on the way home in the taxi. It was a
fairly long ride and I was getting horny again. So I told Tim we would watch
another video. I chose this one carefully as I wanted to see if it would help
the progress of some of the kinkier tastes Tim seemed to be developing.

The tape is about a white guy getting gang banged by a group of black guys.
One of the blacks is a twink who is hung like a stallion. I know life is not fair
but how could a skinny little runt like him get a cock like that? Anyway, when
they have finished with the white guy, they complete his degradation by
jacking off over him then pissing on him. It might be interesting to watch
Tim's reactions. I once let Kev see this film, all he did was mutter about all
the cum going to waste.

I started the tape when Tim was nicely settled in my lap with my cock up
him. Tim started moving as soon as the rape scene started. By the time the
kid with the impossible cock began hiding his black meat in white ass, Tim
was bouncing up and down happily. I was in Heaven, lying back, watching a
dirty movie and Tim doing all the work.

In fact I had to grab him or he would have made me cum before the good bit.
When they started cuming on the white kid I let Tim go and he took me to my
climax as they pissed on the kid. Tim let out a gasp when the kid
"spontaneously" shot his lot. He must have missed the cable that got in
camera revealing that the kid had a vibrating butt plug up his ass and all
they had done was switch it on at the right moment.

Tim sat on my knee shaking. He looked very indecisive, then as I stopped
the tape he seemed to make up his mind. He got off my cock, led me by the
hand into the bathroom and he crouched down on the floor of the shower. I
had won! It took quite a bit of effort to get it going but I started peeing on
him and his face lit up.

I got him full in the face then hosed him down. I noticed him licking his lips
and directed it back there letting him taste it properly. By the time I was
running out, he was jacking himself off and, by Kevin's standards, wasting
more cum.

I turned on the shower and we had a good long kiss and cuddle under it
before we went off to bed.

To be continued.

******

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